The Grateful Dead - Dire Wolf Lyrics
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    Dire Wolf

    [Verse 1]
    In the timbers of Fennario
    The wolves are running 'round
    The winter was so hard and cold
    Froze ten feet 'neath the ground

    [Chorus]
    Don't murder me
    I beg of you, don't murder me
    Please don't murder me

    [Verse 2]
    I sat down to my supper
    It was a bottle of red whiskey
    I said my prayers and went to bed
    That's the last they saw of me

    [Chorus]
    Don't murder me
    I beg of you, don't murder me
    Please don't murder me

    [Verse 3]
    When I awoke, the dire wolf
    Six hundred pounds of sin
    Was grinning at my window
    All I said was, "Come on in"

    [Chorus]
    Don't murder me
    I beg of you, don't murder me
    Please don't murder me

    [Verse 4]
    The wolf came in, I got my cards
    We sat down for a game
    I cut my deck to the queen of spades
    But the cards were all the same

    [Chorus]
    Don't murder me
    I beg of you, don't murder me
    Please don't murder me
    Don't murder me

    [Verse 5]
    In the backwash of Fennario
    The black and bloody mire
    The dire wolf collects his due
    While the boys sing round the fire

    [Chorus]
    Don't murder me
    I beg of you, don't murder me
    Please don't murder me

    [Chorus]
    Don't murder me
    I beg of you, don't murder me
    Please don't murder me

    [Outro]
    No, no, no
    Don't murder me
    I beg of you, don't murder me
    Please don't murder me
    Please don't murder me

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